For My Lady

For my Lady Sharon opened the door and stood staring at me, exhaling smoke from her long cheroot into my face. "You're late" she said, "Get your ass in here, I've waited long enough". I entered the hotel room mumbling my apologies, but it appeared my Lady wasn't listening as she slammed the door and stomped over to the bed. Patience is not one of her better attributes. "Get your kit off and stand at the foot of the bed", she instructed, as she flounced into the bathroom, her partially open robe swishing behind her. As normal, without hesitation, I got out out of my clothes, placed them neatly on the chair in the far corner of the room, and went and stood at the bottom of the bed, naked and with hands folded in front of me, waiting. Waiting in anticipation for whatever my Ladys' whim would be on this cold spring night. I looked up as I heard her re-enter the room. She prefers me to keep eye contact; for reasons known only to herself. She has removed her robe and I can see she is attired in a cream coloured bra, which covers and holds her voluminous breasts, giving her a shape harmonious to her amazonian status. Matching the bra, is a wide garter belt, which fits snugly around the top of her ample hips. It's reminiscent in style of the fifties, not like the useless uncomfortable ones that are for sale these days, which are all for show and titillation. Hers is made for comfort and practicality, the purpose of which is to hold up the sheer black silk stockings she is wearing, the seams of which are perfectly aligned down the middle of the back of her lusciously formed legs. No panties, allowing me a look at the neatly trimmed pussy between her thighs. This is a Lady who has gone to no small amount of trouble in the precisional care of her appearance. As she walks across the wooden part of the floor, I can hear the sharp staccatto sound of the extremely high black heels she is teetering on. "Fuck this for a lark", she says, as she vehemently kicks off the heels and they hit the far wall of the room. "It may be your birthday but I'm not fuckin' breaking my neck for you". With that, she stands in front of me, all 5ft 2in of pure womanhood. She starts at my feet and slowly raises her gaze over my nakedness, up to the top of my head. "Hmm...", she says to herself, which causes me to blush under her scrutiny. She then walks slowly around and behind me. I know better than to turn my head and follow her. I can feel her breath on the back of my shoulders as she sighs, and then immidiately I feel a stinging slap on my buttock. "Getting a little flabby here aren't we", she states rhetorically. "I see we're going to have to do something about that". She chuckles to herself. Walking round to my front, she grabs my right nipple and pinches it firmly between finger and thumb, slowly increasing the pressure untill I wince to her satisfaction. Abruptly, she lets go and walks over to the bedside table where she reaches for another cheroot. Putting it between her glossy lips, she lights it with her monogrammed lighter and takes a long satisfying pull. Walking back to me, she exhales a long plume of smoke into my face. Then reaching up, she puts her hand around the back of my head grabbing my hair. Pulling my head down so my face is directly aligned with hers, she hungrily bites my bottom lip and starts to run her tongue over my teeth and licking my gums. I can smell the acrid cheroot on her breath and as I slightly open my mouth I can taste it as she slightly pants into my mouth. She steps back with a slightly sneering laugh as she feels me begin to respond to her actions. Looking down at my average but now semi erect manhood, she raises her neatly plucked eyebrows. " I see we like that, don't we", she says half smiling. "Yes my Lady", I stammer. "Right then, birthday boy, on your knees and do what you're good at", she states as she steps to the bed and sits on the edge. Taking another long drag of the cheroot she looks at me, and pointing between her legs says sternly, " Don't stand there gawping, get over here and on your knees". I turn and drop to my knees, immediately placing my face between her thighs and drinking in her womanly, slightly musky scent with my nose. She leans back on one hand, leisurely smoking with the other, and spreads her legs slightly wider so I can get my face right into her pussy and give her the pleasure she wants and deserves. I can hear her purring slightly as I lap around her lips, probing inside to taste the delicious juices within. I lick upwards and lightly flitter my tongue over her clit, which causes her to take a sharp intake of breath. At least I know I'm doing something right. As I wrap my lips around her clit I feel her legs start to close and increase the pressure around my head. I move my head slightly down so my tongue goes back inside her and she gasps and tries to position my lips back on her clit. "Bastard", I hear her pant, but she purrs again when I start to rub her clit with my nose. I can feel her hands on my head now, and hope she doesn't burn me with the cheroot she is still holding. As she starts to get more worked up, she tries to increase the tempo by moving my head to her rythym, but I tease her by slightly resisting, and don't increase my pace. This could be a dangerous game I'm playing, but at this point, I'm the one in control, not my Lady. With my tongue buried inside her, she is the one who'll have to come to heel. I can hear her muffled groans as she squeezes my head with her thighs, though it's not those that tell me she's getting more aroused by the second. She's starting to thrust with her hips as she grips my hair, so I decide to stop teasing and move into her rhythm. Pushing my tongue deeper into her pussy and moving it from side to side, while rubbing her clit faster with my nose, is causing a minor flood from her pussy, which I can taste and try to swallow. I have her juices all over my chin, cheeks and nose, where it's mingling with sweat as her thrusting gets faster and stronger, and her groaning is getting louder. As I feel her about to come I pull my mouth off her pussy to which she screams, "Fucker", but almost immediately I fix my lips on her clit, gripping it tight and fucking it with my mouth. This I know will finish her off, and it does, bringing her to a loud, hot, wet, almost violent orgasm. I can feel wave after wave of wetness pumping out of her. It's nice for me to know I can please her this way, the only problem is I can't breathe as she's squeezing my head so tight I can't move my head in order to get some air. As much as I like her pussy, I grab her knees and f***e them apart slightly so I can get a breath and avoid suffocating. She's still thrusting so I nuzzle her clit some more, I know from past experience that it'll be a couple of minutes like this before she feels able to ease off and let me free from her grip. We stay in this position for what seems like an age, but can only have been four or five minutes. "Be a good boy and get me another smoke, this one seems to have got squashed and gone out", she says with a languid smile on her lips. I prise myself free and go get the cheroot and lighter. I then place the smoke between her lips and light it. She pulls deeply on it then exhales the smoke with a contanted sigh. "I see you enjoyed that", she says, looking a the erection I'm sporting in my nakedness. "Well enjoy it some moreAnd clean me up", she instructs with a smile as she lays back on the bed contentedly enjoying her post orgasm smoke. I kneel back between her legs and start to lap up all her expelled juice and the associated sweat. I just love her taste and the scent is keeping me hard. This is good, because I know she is not finished with me yet. When she's finished her cheroot she'll be ready for a good fuck, one way or another....... will be continued.......